88 "Standing up for you."

"That's impossible..."

"In that case, what time can you go home? Do you want me to pick you up?"

Li Fuzheng now treasures it more and more. I can schedule a round trip on the same day, without any delays, without being stationed abroad, and not taking an international flight. I can leave in the morning and return home in the evening, even if it is already late at night...

There was nothing he could do, so it was better for him to sleep with Meng Liyue in his arms than to stay alone in the hotel room.

Things that I never cared about in the past, I now finally understand, and I also have a deep understanding of the word "longing to go home".

"I'll be back soon."

Hearing Meng Liyue say this, Li Fuzheng's lips finally curled up a little: "I'll wait for you at home."

Sitting in the back seat, having flown with him all day, and having seen his serious co-pilot, I completely believed the rumors I had heard before.

It is said that good pilots don't like chatting in the cockpit. After all, nowadays they check the recordings from time to time, so it's better to have less trouble than more.

But if you talk to him about his wife...

The captain immediately stopped being so aloof.

…

After Meng Liyue put down her phone, she looked at Xing Dongyi eagerly.

She sneered and waved her hand: "Hurry up and leave, or your husband will hold this grudge against me again."

"hey-hey……"

Before planning to go home, Meng Liyue specifically said, "Why does Fu Zhao come back from Shanghai every weekend?"

Without waiting for Xing Dongyi to answer, she quickly stood up and prepared to leave.

Xing Dongyi selectively ignored him and just asked, "Should I give it to you?"

"Forget it, I'll take a taxi, you should go and take in...homeless Engineer Fu."

In fact, Meng Liyue was not quite sure whether there would be any substantial changes in their relationship.

She could see that Xing Dongyi had never thought that the relationship between her and Fu Zhao would be anything other than friends.

If she hadn't broken up suddenly, everything would have remained the same as before.

Until all the peace was suddenly broken. As a bystander, Meng Liyue couldn't say what choice Xing Dongyi would make, but matters of the heart... cannot be explained in a few words.

If even the person involved doesn't understand the truth, others will not understand it even more.

Meng Liyue didn't think much about it. When she arrived at the gate of the community, she was surprised to find that Li Fuzheng's car was waiting there and he did not go home early.

She walked over, leaned against the door, and tilted her head: "Hello, Captain, why are you here so late instead of going home?"

It’s almost the beginning of autumn, but the night wind is still hot and humid, as if it’s going to rain soon.

Her voice melted in the wind, along with the noise of the city on the roadside, but it entered Li Fuzheng's heart most clearly.

He stretched out his arm and opened his palm: "Waiting for someone."

"Who are you waiting for?"

Meng Liyue said this, but she had actually put her hand on it.

He clenched it and squeezed it hard: "Wait for my Li Madam."

Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she blushed as she replied, "What a coincidence, my husband's last name is Li."

Li Fuzheng raised his eyebrows and leaned towards her: "Since we are so destined to be together, will you come home with me?"

Meng Liyue was staring at him with a dark and ambiguous gaze. She could no longer act. She walked around the front of the car, sat in the passenger seat, and muttered in a low voice, "You are so annoying. You are teasing me."

I know she's thin-skinned...

When they got home, Li Fuzheng put on his clothes and went to take a shower. Before entering the bathroom, he invited her with a half-smile: "Want to join us?"

"No." Meng Liyue refused firmly.

She doesn't like it.

Seeing what she was thinking, Li Fuzheng nodded and said, "Okay, I'll ask someone to come and measure the size of the bathroom when I'm free in two days."

“…What?”

"Install a bathtub. Since you don't like the bathroom you have now, change it until you are satisfied."

Meng Liyue was immediately embarrassed: "I don't like bathtubs either!"

However, Li Fuzheng did not make any comment, as the matter had already been put on the agenda.

When he came out again, Meng Liyue was ironing his shirt in the bedroom. The woman in a black suspender nightgown was doing this quietly, pinching the collar of his shirt with her fair fingers, with great concentration.

This scene suddenly struck Li Fuzheng's heart hard.

In the past, he always did this kind of thing himself.

Li Fuzheng walked over: "Yueyue."

"Hmm?" She just glanced at him and lowered her head to continue.

"Let me do it."

“It’s almost done.”

Since they moved in, they had never deliberately discussed or consulted about housework, they just tacitly shared their share.

But since Li Fuzheng is doing most of the work, plus she also has to do regular cleaning, Meng Liyue is very free at home on weekdays.

As for ironing his shirts...she inexplicably enjoyed it.

Thinking of his clothes becoming straight and even after being tied by her hands, she felt a secret sense of satisfaction.

After she hung the shirt back in the closet and placed it together with the uniform jacket he was going to wear tomorrow, Meng Liyue gently stroked the epaulettes on it with her fingers and smiled, "Okay."

Li Fuzheng hugged her from behind and kissed her on the cheek: "Thank you, my wife."

She didn't say anything, but there was a happy smile in her eyes. She relied on him with all her heart and soul, and her body weight was completely leaning on him. The atmosphere became warm.

Meng Liyue didn't push him away until her cell phone rang.

Before she answered the phone, Li Fuzheng took a quick look at the caller ID: Mu Cheng.

Her leader.

The man who had a gentle expression just now suddenly had a gloomy look in his eyes. He was not in a hurry to do anything else, but just waited here with a scorching gaze, as if he wanted to drill two holes in her body.

Meng Liyue was not used to being stared at, so she simply turned her back to him and answered the phone: "Director Mu...are the results out?"

"Well, I went to the regulatory agency to ask, and the result will be out tomorrow. I have checked the land-air calls and confirmed that you have done conscious and active guidance. The responsibility is not yours."

Even though I've always known this is the truth, I can't help but feel happy when I get the result.

"Thank you... Can I go back to work now?"

"Of course."

Meng Liyue couldn't help but ask again, "What about the crew? Should they be punished for doing this?"

"It depends on how the airline handles the situation. Don't worry, we will also send a letter to the airline's senior management to explain that the crew's judgment lacked safety awareness and tried to shift the blame to our controller."

But how the airline will handle it...it’s hard to say, Meng Liyue also understands.

Especially since it is a foreign airline, there are differences in rules and regulations, including processing procedures. It may not be easy for the controller to get a fair result.

"Thank you for the trouble." She could only accept it for now. It was important to resume work, even though she still felt wronged.

"Don't be so polite. I brought you up here. I never worry about you at work."

Meng Liyue was a little jealous. At least her efforts and contributions were seen and she had enough trust.

Mu Cheng didn't say much. After the conversation, he hung up the phone.

Her waist was now held by a pair of large hands.

Meng Liyue thought Li Fuzheng would be angry, and quickly explained: "Director Mu just told me the result."

"I know." The man kissed her earlobe, "I have something to tell you too."

"What?"

Li Fuzheng whispered, "Your mother-in-law has arranged to have dinner with the senior executives of Thai Airways and is ready to help you."